Wildflowers / Gregor Clegane

33. Lowest of Us

"How were they?" Tywin questioned. 

"Better question," Haezel corrected swirling her drink around as the boys were practically having a food fight at their spots at the table. Gregor shoveled food into his mouth. "How is Tyrion doing as hand?"

"Not hand, just... my substitute," Tywin corrected. 

"You put him in charge, I knew you loved him." Haezel declared. Tywin scoffed. "What? You wouldnt put a man you hate in charge of the seven kingdoms." Haezel declared. He shrugged. 

"He's a lannister, he may be the lowest of us-" Tywin stopped himself as Gregor's gaze turned slowly to him, deadly. Tywin's gaze jumped to Haven babbling in Gregors lap, sucking on her fingers and shoving them back into the plate. "But he is still a lannister." Tywin reminded them. 

"You love him. You dont have to admit it, it will be our little secret." Haezel winked back at him, Tywin shook his head as his plate was brought in, it was placed before him as Haezel declared stop throwing food!

"Is this mutton?" Tywin asked.

"Yes my lord." Arya answered softly keeping her back to Haezel. 

"I dont like mutton."

''I'll bring something else.' Arya said quickly keeping her head down as she moved but Tywin spoke up.

'Leave it. Are you hungry?' Tywin offered. Tywin's new cup bearer was smart and hard working it seemed. She deserved a reward for her efforts.

'No.' Arya answered.

'Of course you are. Eat.' Tywin told her.

"I will eat it." Gregor corrected pulling the plate in front of him. Haezel pulled it back sliding it down. 

"Have my seat, I have to get these knuckleheads washed up." Haezel remarked. "Take a baby," Haezel nudged gregor up, she wiped at his face too. "They learn to eat from you." She realized. Gregor smirked back at her. 

''I'll eat in the kitchen later, My lord, my lady.'' Arya offered.

''It's bad manners to refuse a lords offer. Sit. Eat.' Tywin instructed as Haezel got up picking up Haemon and brushing him off. The boys were already sword playing to the door. 

"Night Tywin!" Haezel called back. 

"Good night my dear!" Tywin agreed, smiling back at her. Gregor nodded to Tywin as he bounced Haven in his arms, she giggled and giggled out. Aryas gaze shifted to them slowly. 

"You are small for your age, I suppose you always have been." Tywin went on as he looked Arya over. 

"Okay, two baths." Haezel decided as they walked. "One for us and one for getting them clean." Gregor smirked. 

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Haezel stood slowly and he did the same dark eyes searching her. She walked the few paces between them and his arms found her waist. She reached up around his neck and laced her fingers at the back of his neck. He leaned down and kissed her gently on her lips, then harder, then rougher, more and more passion. She hummed into him.

 They walked to the tub together and she pulled his shirt over his head. He returned the favor pulling at the strings of her dress and then she removed his pants. And they went on like this, back and forth, until they were both completely naked. Haezel smiled before stepping in, she stood in the waters as Gregor got settled before he pulled her into his lap, eagerly kissing her neck. The water sloshed over the edge of the bath as her breathing got heavy, her head tipped back into him. 

There was a knock on the door and Haezel not only heard but felt Gregor growl as his head turned sharply to the door. 

"A raven for you my lo- Ser." a voice said nervously. Haezel pulled herself up wrapping a robe around her before sticking her hand out the door, a scroll was placed in her fingers before she pulled her hand back sealing the door again. 

"Come back to the tug." Gregor demanded. Haezel let her robe fall lazily before breaking the seal. "Tub." Gregor grumbled. "Naked, sexy, ass in here." 

"Oh it's from Gemma!" Haezel declared. "I havent seen your sister in ages. You know she is the one that-"

"Is she okay?" Gregor countered. 

"Yes." Haezel agreed. "Sorry should have started with that." she agreed. "I wonder how she knew we were here."

"What did the little punk say?" Gregor questioned reaching a hand out. 

"Yikes the capital is a mess," Haezel read off as Gregor got her back in his arms. "No wonder you left," She laughed. "I heard they put the dwarf in charge, no offense to Haven, I love that girl but Tyrion? Really? Anyways, just checking in, planning a visit once the capital is less awful- aka never-" Haezel added. "Love to the kids and Haezel because I know she is reading this and not you Gregor,- its like she's here. Right now." Haezel remarked looking around.

"She done?" Gregor countered. 

"Lots of love your wonderful perfect sister, Gemma. - I love her sign off, its very Gemma." Haezel decided. 

"It is. Now can we get back to doing what we were doing?"